Best that you forget me

Cause I talk too much 

And all the like of such 

All the time 

Got a merciful mind 

Is a streaking giraffe 

Costing four cents a pound 

If you lay on the ground 

A monkey jumps on your back 

Hey, there's nothing you lack 

Except a big red sack 

To put your head in 

And leave it there 

For centuries to spit on 

They scream from the mountains 

I can't hear your ear 

There's all in the way 

Those movies are ugly